In solitude, devoid of companionship, Woodwose embraces a life of primal survival. These creatures, resembling three armed, shaggy, ape-like giants, with vertical mouths and acidic saliva that wander the untamed wilderness, scavenging and hunting for sustenance.
They diligently steer clear of humanoids while actively pursuing the capture of their colossal prey, the giant-kin. The Woodwose's reclusive existence has bestowed upon them an air of legend, attracting the curious among humanoids while instilling fear in others of their kind, all due to their enigmatic nature. The Woodwose remains an enigma, even to the elves, who possess scant knowledge of their kind. Those few Woodwose who could be approached steadfastly withhold their secrets. What is known is that they once revered the giants for their unrivaled might. However, as the giants' power grew, the Woodwose began to witness actions that instilled ever-increasing dread. Looking down upon them with disdain, the giants deemed them mere beasts, trapped, frightened, abused, and coerced into fighting each other for their masters' amusement. Despite their comparable strength to many giants, the Woodwose, few in number and inclined toward pacifism, never rebelled against their oppressors.
When the giants' realms eventually crumbled, the Woodwose sought refuge among the humanoid races. Yet, their abrupt influx into society struck terror into the hearts of these massive, furry immigrants, who desperately sought safety. While orcs extended a peaceful hand to them, some even established isolated tribes alongside Woodwose, the elves forcefully rejected their presence, and humans embarked on a ruthless campaign to eradicate them. This bloodshed, even against the wishes of the orcs, ingrained in the Woodwose a deep-seated belief that all humanoids were inherently hostile and untrustworthy, a sentiment that still endures. However, humans have no memory or historical record of such genocidal acts. Despite the tumultuous history, the Woodwose maintain harmonious relations with the orcs, frequently assisting each other when their paths cross in the wild. Some orcs go so far as to establish secluded communities near Woodwose territory, where they learn to adapt to the Woodwose way of life. With a natural lifespan spanning 300 years, the Woodwose often impart their wisdom and customs to generations of orcs before passing on.
The only times a Woodwose will actively seek out combat are when hunting a giant, especially the cloud giants, as they were the ones who hurt them the most.